Generation 'If you could quote this movie on command you knew comedy. Were close friends with comedy. Were dating comedy - I swear she's real you guys, she's my old girlfriend from Oklahoma, she was gonna fly out here for the dance but she couldn't because she's doing some modeling right now.'
For everything that it is: brilliant. Launched a genre of a dozen or so 'hag horror' films as the Golden Age of Hollywood came to a close and the studio system died.
As a schlocky drive-in type movie? Entertaining as hell. Claustrophobic horror premise? Brilliantly tense. Commentary about the disposability of female actors in Hollywood, both in the studio system and ongoing, and how women are forced into competition with each other? Marvelous. Refracted through the meta lense of its…
Referential in a way that never bogs down the flow of the movie or feels not uniquely its own, Scream still looks and feels as slick, vibrant, and electric as ever, even 25 years after its initial release. Killer performances from a knockout cast listing set the bar high for the back-end of a decade that would see an explosion in teen-centered horror.
Hell of an outing for Matthew Lillard, who's performance in this matches the jet black humor and batshit energy of his second-after-debut movie: John Water's Serial Mom.
Big eight day stretch for Ms. Lohan: we hit Mean Girls day, breeze forward a week and a day and we hit Annie and Hallie's birthday ("You're birthday's on AWK-toe-bur eleventh?!")
Despite some nefarious parental decisions precursing our summer camp switcheroo, this movie really is precious, and oh-so pre-early-Aughts in the least dated way possible. Hallie's haircut, playing poker for hair ties, Tie-Dye girl, Chessie, walking around London with Natasha Richardson, a soundtrack bookended with songs by Nat 'King' Cole and Natalie Cole - kid me really was convinced for a white hot minute that this was the coolest movie I ever would see.
Coal Miner's Son
Narratively certainly of the docudrama formula that the likes of The Dewey Cox Story would go on to equalize (or at least make impossible to ignore the formulaic-ness) less than a decade later, rocket science never did look so wholesome and (nearly) accessible. A wonderful ensemble, with standout performances by (a very early career) Jake Gyllenhaal and Chris Cooper.
Tonally, the second act reminded me a lot of Ed Wood for its 'ambition is an unstoppable force' kind of vibe. Optimism and an impossible dream. I can dig it.
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Cut my life('s timeline) into pieces
This is my last resort
I'm not gonna lie: I was not on board for the first half or so, and I actually considered walking out during the **SPOILER** tent scene with Alex Wolff and Eliza Scanlen because I felt so gross. **End Spoiler** I decided to stick around because of the reason I made a point to see this in theaters: Gael García Bernal and the fact that my brain turns into the…